But now they that are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I
would have disdained to have set with the dogs of my flock.
Yea, whereto might the strength of their hands profit me, in whom old age
For want and famine they were solitary; fleeing into the wilderness in
former time desolate and waste.
Who cut up mallows by the bushes, and juniper roots for their meat.
They were driven forth from among men, (they cried after them as after a
To dwell in the cliffs of the valleys, in caves of the earth, and in the
Among the bushes they brayed; under the nettles they were gathered
They were children of fools, yea, children of base men: they were viler
than the earth.
And now am I their song, yea, I am their byword.
They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face.
Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose
the bridle before me.
Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise
up against me the ways of their destruction.
They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.
They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they
rolled themselves upon me.
Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my
welfare passeth away as a cloud.
And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken
hold upon me.
My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no
By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me
about as the collar of my coat.
He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest
Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself
Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and
dissolvest my substance.
For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed
for all living.
Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in
Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for
When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for
light, there came darkness.
My bowels boiled,
and rested not: the days of affliction prevented me.
I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the
I am a brother to
dragons, and a companion to owls.
My skin is black upon me, and my bones are burned with heat.
My harp also is turned to mourning, and my organ into the voice of them